Bipolar
Ecstatic highs/ Rock bottom lows
Loving friend/ Sadistic master
Confidence/ Worthlessness
Pleasure/ Pain
It seems like everything about peace,
even every field that we freed,
even all the days in the haze and the heat,
Nothing causes more alarm than your absence from my sheets.
Fuckin sweet.
(Source: maxheron)
why should the devil get all the good tunes hum away sad afternoons
I’ve lost my boyfriend, my dog, my home, my garden, several months of my life, and my freedom.
You’ve just lost me. So, yeah, excuse me if I need to cry and drink for the time being.
(Source: italdred)
shit my brain says
Haha this has totally gone through my mind before.
